It's me and I'm typing from my "bed nest" of pillows on my super-cool iPad so please forgive my spelling and grammar errors. I just have to keep thanking everyone for their concern and generosity. The people I hear from from all around the country, the unbelievable gifts that arrive every day, it's completely flabbergasting. My mom keeps asking "how do know all these people?". Well, hell if I know, but I'm not complaining. The things that arrive on my doorstep daily would encompass a blog in itself. I just thought yesterday morning was particularly fabulous. Wendy and I were retuning from Target with the makings of my new bed-nest (my nurse says Thursday "oh shit, don't worry, no one can sleep the first few weeks after boob expander reconstruction surgery. Most people have to sleep in recliners. Up your Valium intake and go buy 10 pillows.") and there waiting on my doorstep by 10am are these items : a big jug of Titos vodka (highly recommended), two tupperwares of homemade queso fundito (that's spicy cheese dip for my gringos) and a certificate for a manicure/pedicure. Seriously, what more does a gal need? I'll fill you in more on the amazing things people have done soon - but the case of pints of my absolute favorite frozen custard from Milwaukee, Kopps, along with candied nuts and hot fudge? Seriously, things are silly around here. And what we opened from my brother pete's family today? I'm still peeing my pants. More tomorrow... My upped valium says nighty night. :)
Quick Addendum: Ok, it's me again on Sunday night, this is what was making me pee my pants. My brother and sister-in-law in somewhere random Wisconsin loved the fact that I was sharing a hospital floor with Brett Michaels. Their care package included a framed photo of Brett for me and a Best of Poison CD for Nick. I'm taking the photo to chemo with me on Monday, no kidding.